Poets In Heat - Fire at Louie's Lyrics

In a booth dark rank and loathsome
He drank her alibi full of holes
She looked at him and it's not wholesome
She's ready to let the good times roll

Her cold eyes remind him
Her smile doesn't mean she cares
A shot echoed with bad timing
She said let the buyer beware

Everyone on the bayou
Everyone down on the bayou sings
Laissez les bon temps roule
Laissez les bon temps roule

Later she sits at the Louis
Trying to recall his name
As she sips Spain in flames
Her eyes follow the flame

She struck a match to make it hotter
People ran for the street
She locked the door and exits
She let the pavement cool her feet

Everyone on the bayou
Everyone down on the bayou sings
Laissez les bon temps roule
Laissez les bon temps roule

No credit for the wrong wen they lost him
Hymning in a song feel it softly, then again
Nothing, ever getin done from discussion u
Run but you really don't wana take caution

Woah, run off with yo soul we off
Zero flow we dope we cough tellin me
Enough's enough feelin the rush of love
Lillin me buzz me neva pick up a drug that fill me love lust

Somewhere down in limbo
Neon sign says no waiting
Some say they saw it start
And there's no sign the fire's fading

But this is not like she wanted
It consumed them all
They won't identify his body
When the smoke becomes a fire wall

Everyone on the bayou
Everyone on the bayou sings
Laissez les bon temps roule
Laissez les bon temps roule